Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 38

Now, players are all guessing that besides being friendly to the ghost friends, making them scared can also earn luck points."

On the terrace of Room 407, Ji Mingrui looked at the garden below and said.

"They're all saying that on that night, each of us gained 3 luck points, some of which were given by the scared ghost friends, and even the 6 luck points from the straw doll were also from it being scared. Many players are already considering whether to use this method to obtain luck points from their ghost friend."

The incident that occurred at the dining table during lunch shocked all the players and gave a few of them renewed hope.

At that moment, the dining table was filled with silence, within which a faint factor of excitement flowed.

The players were lost in their thoughts, their moods varied, but all the ghost friends cowered, some even crying at the table.

It was Shi Tianzhu who broke the stagnant atmosphere at the time.

She took a napkin and wiped away the tears from her wax doll ghost friend, saying to it, "Don't be afraid, and don't be nervous. I don't need you to give me luck points."

This seemingly casual remark had a significant effect, slightly suppressing the madness in the hearts of a few players at the time.

The strong did not rely on luck, especially not luck plundered from the weak.

Zhu Shuangshuang said, "Was Shi Tianzhu reminding us just now in the dining room?"

They didn't know if Shi Tianzhu was reminding them or not, but their hearts were resolute.

Meng Jiang voiced their thoughts, "Regardless of whether she was reminding us or not, let's not use that method. We already have 6 luck points."

Ning Su made a grunt and lowered his head to look at the hem of his shirt, where Blood Doll was tightly holding onto it, tears streaming down her face...

He locked eyes with her for a few seconds and helplessly ruffled her hair, saying, "Do you really have to cry? Should I kneel down and promise not to take any luck points?"

"..."

Blood Doll took the bowl from the Gui Sheng's hand, wiped away her tears, poured the blood from the bowl into the bottle, and stuffed it into her own crimson mouth.

"..."

Your family's artistic style is indeed unique.

Zhu Shuangshuang looked at Ji Mingrui with some uneasiness, and Ji Mingrui understood what she meant.

Currently, he only had 1 point less luck than them. Maybe if he just scared his ghost friend a little, he could gain 1 point of luck and leave this place with them in a couple of days.

He struggled visibly, sighed, and squatted down to look at his New Year painting doll.

His ghost friend was a doll with two horns resembling two rising sheep, with rosy cheeks and a plastic-like texture. The corners of its red-inked lips were tensed nervously.

Ji Mingrui said to it, "Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to obtain luck."

He was speaking to his ghost friend, but also to the other three, "I know you're timid, and I won't scare you."

His decision didn't surprise the three of them.

Perhaps because they had the most luck and were not overwhelmed by the new method, they still remembered clearly that the essence of their ghost friend might be a Gu Man Tong.